CHAPTER 28

  Cressida?

  Now I had to go back and pretend that I'm okay, that I'm not broken beyond repair yet.

  But that doesn't mean that I'm going back to the way I was because I'm simply waiting for this damned school year to end so I could go back to London and forget about everything and everyone… that I met in here.?

  I walked through the school halls and I could sense how everyone was staring at me with pity, feeling bad for the dead boy's sister… well fuck them. I don't need their pity nor would I allow them to look at me like that.

  I raised my head, my eyes making contact with a few students and the moment they saw me looking at them, they turned their gazes away and tried to act as if they weren't so focused on me just a second ago. Pathetic.